Non, non, monsieur, it is not correct;" and the girl drew herself up with a curiously changed air as Harold clumsily reached out towards her, protesting.

"And you have a cure here--how do you say, a chapelain ?" and Marie beamed on Peter.
The two officers looked at him and laughed.

"What can I bring you, Monsieur le Capitaine le Cure ?" demanded the girl.

"Vermuth?
Cognac ?" Mackay slipped from the edge of the table on which he had been sitting and advanced towards her, speaking fluent French, with a curious suggestion of a Scotch accent that never appeared in his English.

Peter watched with a smile on his face and a curious medley of feelings, while the Lieutenant explained, that they could not stop to lunch, that they would take three mixed vermuth, and that he would come and help her get them.